The old monk carried little Zhisheng into the dormitory. Little Zhisheng was still twitching slightly and approached the meditation bed. The old monk pointed at Xiaoyan, who was sleeping soundly, and said softly to little Zhisheng: "Look, little brother. "Sleep so sweetly!" Xiao

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The old monk carried little Zhisheng into the dormitory. Little Zhisheng was still twitching slightly and approached the meditation bed. The old monk pointed his finger at Xiaoyan, who was sleeping soundly, and said softly to little Zhisheng: "Look, little Zhisheng." My little brother sleeps so soundly!"

Xiao Zhisheng smiled again. How cute is this little brother who shares his fate!

The days passed by day by day, and in the blink of an eye, Xiaoyan had spent three days peacefully in the temple.

This morning, the sky cleared up and the ice and snow melted. The old monk was shoveling the snow in the temple. Xiao Zhisheng took a small shovel and imitated the old monk's labor.

"Bang bang bang!" Someone knocked on the door of the temple. The young monk Zhisheng put down the small shovel in his hand and ran towards the temple door. The old monk followed.

The old monk carried little Zhisheng into the dormitory. Little Zhisheng was still twitching slightly and approached the meditation bed. The old monk pointed at Xiaoyan, who was sleeping soundly, and said softly to little Zhisheng:

智生

The temple door opened, and an old woman saluted the old monk with her hands clasped together. "Amitabha!" The old monk thanked him in return.

"Master Yideng, you are always so good!" the old lady said kindly and harmoniously.

"I am in good health and well! Thank you, Donor Liu!" Master Yideng, the old monk, replied politely.

"Donor Liu is here to visit today, what are you doing?" Master Yideng asked again.

"I don't want to go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. Let me come in first!" Grandma Liu's voice was loud and completely different from before. She spoke rudely. Perhaps this was her character. She bent down and picked up the bag she had just placed on the ground. The gift must be handed over to Master Yideng.

Master Yideng refused, and the old lady got mad: "What? You look down on me as an old lady, don't you?"

Master Yideng smiled awkwardly, thinking to himself, this old woman finally showed her true colors! But he hurriedly replied: "Donor Liu, you misunderstood, the gifts are not accepted, please come in!"

The old monk carried little Zhisheng into the dormitory. Little Zhisheng was still twitching slightly and approached the meditation bed. The old monk pointed at Xiaoyan, who was sleeping soundly, and said softly to little Zhisheng:

Grandma Liu

Xiao Zhisheng closed the temple door, Master Yideng led the way, and walked towards the dormitory. The old woman held the gift for Xiao Zhisheng. Xiao Zhisheng liked Grandma Liu very much, and he happily accepted the gift. The old woman walked with a smile and praised Xiao Zhisheng for being smart and sensible. She walked vigorously and did not look like she was eighty years old at all. She was more than ten years older than Master Yideng.

Before she arrived at the dormitory, she heard the cry of a baby in the distance. Grandma Liu stopped and listened carefully, "Master Yideng, are you going to have a new baby?"

"Amitabha, Guilty, sinful!" Master Yideng didn't answer directly and just accepted it as acquiescence.

"Yes, yes! A little brother" Xiao Zhisheng spoke quickly, and he couldn't wait to tell Grandma Liu.

"Oh, Xiao Zhisheng has company this time!" Grandma Liu admired Xiao Zhisheng's performance very much.

"Let's go, why don't you take grandma to see your little brother!"

After a while, the three of them entered the dormitory, and the baby's cry became louder.

The old monk carried little Zhisheng into the dormitory. Little Zhisheng was still twitching slightly and approached the meditation bed. The old monk pointed at Xiaoyan, who was sleeping soundly, and said softly to little Zhisheng:

Xiaoyan Wusheng

Grandma Liu came to the Zen bed in two steps and picked up the crying Yan Wusheng.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" The baby stopped crying. Grandma Liu shook the baby gently and asked the old monk: "I'm afraid the baby is hungry, right?"

Xiao Zhisheng quickly handed the warm milk bottle to Grandma Liu. , Grandma Liu smiled at Xiao Zhisheng, "Xiao Zhisheng is still smart!"

Xiao Zhisheng smiled naively and touched his little head.

Xiaoyan ate silently and slowly fell asleep again. Grandma Liu put the baby on the Zen bed and covered it with a quilt.

Grandma Liu cleared her throat and said: "Master Yideng, the reason I came here is to ask you to treat my old man. He is bedridden now for several days. There are several patients in the village who also ask for help. I'm here to invite you."

"Amitabha, it is our duty as monks to treat illnesses and save people. Donor Liu, I'm going to get ready, let's go together!"

Grandma Liu was so happy that she really didn't expect Master Yideng to be so cheerful. Agreeing, she clasped her hands and bowed deeply to Master Yideng.

The old monk carried little Zhisheng into the dormitory. Little Zhisheng was still twitching slightly and approached the meditation bed. The old monk pointed at Xiaoyan, who was sleeping soundly, and said softly to little Zhisheng:

Master Yideng's dormitory

Everything was packed up, Grandma Liu was carrying the infant Yan Wushen on her back, Master Yideng was carrying the medicine box, Xiao Zhisheng followed, and the group rushed to Liujia Village one after another...

That's it In this way, Master Yideng often took Xiao Zhisheng and Xiao Yan Wusheng in his arms to visit villages to provide free medical treatment for the villagers. Yan Wusheng grew up slowly eating hundreds of meals.

At the age of seven or eight, Yan Wusheng can also help the master carry luggage, grab medicine and so on. He is like a little assistant. Master Yideng sees it in his eyes and feels pain in his heart. Zhisheng is also a good hand. He has learned the master's medical skills at home. Now, my magic of catching monsters has also improved a lot.

The children grew up slowly, and Master Yideng grew old. However, Master Yideng still had a worry. He was afraid that the old fox demon would suddenly visit one day, and he was afraid that his old bones would no longer be able to defeat her.

So, he taught his two apprentices day and night martial arts and the art of catching monsters. The two apprentices understood the master's good intentions and practiced three nines in the winter and three summers in the summer. They did not dare to relax at all.

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